My Silly, Sweet Wife

Dugu Yue glanced at Feng Wuxiu and waved his hand, signaling Feng Wuxiu to go wait outside first.

Although he didn’t know what Dugu Yue wanted to say, Feng Wuxiu, after all, was the junior now; he cupped his hands and withdrew together with Yang Di.

They had barely stepped out when a figure darted up to them, grabbed Feng Wuxiu by the arm, and asked anxiously, ”Senior Brother, did you come back together with Brother Chen?”

Seeing that it was Feng Chuchu, a rare warm smile appeared on Feng Wuxiu’s face. He nodded lightly. ”Mm, he’s just outside.”

”Really?” Feng Chuchu burst into tears of joy. ”That’s great, hurry and take me to him, I can’t let Father hurt them.”

At her words, a trace of struggle flickered across Feng Wuxiu’s face, but he quickly concealed it and comforted her, ”Chu Chu, you should trust your father. Mr. Ye is our lifesaver, after all. Even if he’s muddle‑headed, he wouldn’t go so far as to lay a hand on Mr. Ye, right? Besides, Mr. Ye’s methods are heaven‑defying; the Villa Master shouldn’t be so blind to the consequences, should he?”

But Feng Chuchu just kept shaking her head. ”No, no, I have to tell Brother Chen. Hurry and take me to him.”

Feng Wuxiu was still waiting for the outcome of Feng Jiuling and Dugu Yue’s discussion, and he also felt Feng Jiuling wouldn’t be foolish enough to actually make a move against Ye Guichen. After a brief hesitation, he still tried to reassure her, ”It won’t happen, really won’t. Chu Chu, you must be overthinking it.”

”Hmph, if you won’t take me to see Brother Chen, I’ll go myself.” Feng Chuchu glared at Feng Wuxiu, flung his hand away in a fit of pique, and turned to leave.

Yang Di watched all this, and although she had been in seclusion this whole time and wasn’t clear on the details,

from the conversation just now between Feng Jiuling and Dugu Yue, she more or less picked up a hint of what was going on.

In any case, Ye Guichen was their savior.

Back then on that Spirit Beast Sect trip, if not for Ye Guichen, they would have been dead long ago.

Moreover, based on what she knew of Feng Jiuling and Dugu Yue, they were unlikely to let matters rest so easily.

Either way, letting Ye Guichen be mentally prepared at a time like this was a good thing.

If Feng Jiuling had no intention of striking, that would naturally be best.

But if Feng Jiuling did plan to make a move, then letting Ye Guichen know something in advance meant that, when Ye Guichen and Feng Jiuling eventually became enemies, at least for the sake of their warning, he might spare Wan Jian Villa.

At this moment, whether in Yang Di’s heart or in Feng Wuxiu’s, Wan Jian Villa was in no way a match for Ye Guichen.

However, since Feng Jiuling had never witnessed Ye Guichen’s power with his own eyes, he very likely wouldn’t believe it.

”Chu Chu, I’ll go with you.” After asking Feng Wuxiu for Ye Guichen’s residence, Yang Di hurried out together with Feng Chuchu.

Inside the council hall.

Feng Jiuling’s face was grave.

Dugu Yue was equally serious. ”Villa Master, this concerns the future development of our Wan Jian Villa. If we take one wrong step, I fear we’ll be wrong on every step after.”

Feng Jiuling naturally understood what Dugu Yue meant.

They hadn’t seen Ye Guichen’s might with their own eyes, and felt that Feng Wuxiu’s accounts were somewhat exaggerated.

But that didn’t stop them from knowing that Ye Guichen did possess some skill.

At the very least, those people from the Ice Silkworm Sect really had died, and they were killed by Ye Guichen right in public.

And according to the spies’ reports, Ye Guichen slaughtered the Ice Silkworm Sect people like chickens and dogs.

If they rashly made a move against Ye Guichen, it might very well turn Wan Jian Villa into a river of blood.

”Villa Master, didn’t you say before that Chu Chu liked that boy? Heh, since that’s the case, why don’t we just have Chu Chu lure that brat surnamed Ye in?”

A crafty glint flashed in Dugu Yue’s eyes. ”According to our previous plan, if we use force directly on Ye Guichen, the losses might be too great. But if we can quietly poison him, what means would he have to escape? When the time comes, without losing a single soldier, we can get Ye Guichen into our hands, and won’t he be at our mercy?”

Feng Jiuling didn’t really want to use his own daughter. After all, Feng Chuchu was the apple of his eye; if she ever found out he had used her, she might never forgive him in this lifetime.

But when he thought of Ye Guichen’s value, if he truly could keep Ye Guichen under control, whether it was his Sword Dao or the treasures he had obtained from the Spirit Beast Sect, all of it could help Wan Jian Villa reach a new level.

Most importantly, Feng Wuxiu had also said before that Ye Guichen had countless swords on him.

Every single sword surpassed the Spiritual Artifact level, and might even be supreme‑grade Spiritual Artifacts.

One had to know that the entire Wan Jian Villa only had two supreme‑grade Spiritual Artifacts that could be counted on one hand, the most notable being that Dragon Sword.

However, the Dragon Sword was stuck in a meteorite, it could only serve as a symbol of prestige for Wan Jian Villa, but couldn’t actually be used.

Besides that, he himself had a Mud Pill Sword in his hand, which was also a supreme‑grade Spiritual Artifact.

Below that level, there wasn’t a single decent Spiritual Artifact.

If they could get all the swords on Ye Guichen, just that alone would make Wan Jian Villa a true Wan Jian Villa, and not just a name.

”Good!” In the end, greed won out over reason. Feng Jiuling slapped his thigh hard. ”We’ll do it this way.”

Just then, someone came to report that Feng Chuchu and Yang Di had left Wan Jian Villa.

Feng Jiuling and Dugu Yue exchanged a look, then immediately ordered, ”Keep an eye on them, but don’t act rashly.”

After sending the subordinate away, Feng Jiuling looked to Dugu Yue for his opinion. ”What about Feng Wuxiu? I feel he’s already formed a kind of faith in Ye Guichen. If we let him roam free, he might ruin our plans.”

Dugu Yue smiled faintly. ”Just put him under soft detention for now. Heh, once we have Ye Guichen under our control, there’ll be nothing he can do anyway.”

”Alright, I’ll leave this matter to you.” Feng Jiuling nodded, then directly called out toward the outside: ”Wuxiu, come in.”

Feng Wuxiu walked into the room and cupped his hands in salute.

Feng Jiuling pointed at Dugu Yue: ”Wuxiu, since Ye Guichen is your life-saving benefactor, naturally we can’t neglect him. Later, I’ll send someone to invite him over as a guest and treat him with the courtesy of an honored visitor. For now, go down with the Second Master and rest for a bit. Once Ye Guichen is invited here, I’ll come call you.”

Feng Wuxiu still trusted Feng Jiuling quite a lot; after all, Feng Jiuling had watched him grow up since he was a child.

Hearing this, he was overjoyed on the spot: ”Yes, Villa Master is wise.”

”Alright, off you go.” Feng Jiuling waved his hand, signaling that they could leave.

After Dugu Yue took Feng Wuxiu away, he brought Feng Wuxiu directly to the rear courtyard and told him to wait for news.

Feng Wuxiu, not knowing why, still nodded and agreed.

However, after Dugu Yue left, he had people keep an eye on Feng Wuxiu, not allowing him to leave even half a step.

Only, no one noticed that just when Feng Jiuling and Dugu Yue felt everything was within their grasp, a shadow slipped out of Wan Jian Villa as silently as a wisp of smoke.

That shadow turned into a gust of wind and quickly flew out of Wan Jian Villa, taking only a few minutes to arrive at a relatively bustling street outside the outskirts of Wan Jian Villa, then silently appeared beside someone.

This person, naturally, was Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen was not stupid enough to pin all his hopes on others.

Ever since he met the people from the Ice Silkworm Sect, Ye Guichen had felt that there was something fishy about Wan Jian Villa, so after sending Feng Wuxiu back, he also quietly released Yan Fang’s soul, letting him go to Wan Jian Villa to scout.

After tempering in the Jiuyou Tower, Yan Fang was no longer afraid of sunlight, and his cultivation had also reached about the sixth layer of Foundation Establishment.

If he wanted to move in stealth without a sound, basically no one could detect him.

After returning, Yan Fang relayed the result of Feng Jiuling and Dugu Yue’s discussion to Ye Guichen.

After listening, Ye Guichen let out a light sigh.

”Ah, it seems greed really is the essence of human nature.”

Learning that Feng Jiuling wanted to deal with him, Ye Guichen was still somewhat disappointed.

Actually, from the start, his impression of Wan Jian Villa had been pretty good, especially after interacting with Feng Chuchu later on, he realized she was a naive and lively girl who hadn’t been tainted by the jianghu since childhood.

So even if Ye Guichen had no intention of protecting Feng Chuchu for life, he had never thought of harming her.

He never expected that, out of greed, her father would actually want to lay hands on him.

However, Ye Guichen was not the type to sit and wait for death.

Since someone wanted to kill him, if he still acted merciful, he’d really be a saintly pushover.

But when he heard that Feng Jiuling and Dugu Yue wanted to use poison to kill him, Ye Guichen couldn’t help being struck speechless.

They really had miscalculated.

The path of poison was completely useless against him.

Using this stuff on him was basically just asking for humiliation.

However, after learning that Feng Chuchu and Yang Di were coming to find him, Ye Guichen decided to just go with the flow and pretended he knew nothing.

After recalling Yan Fang back into the Jiuyou Tower, Ye Guichen’s gaze fell on the street in front of him.

Rather than calling it a street, it was more like a gathering place for people of the jianghu.

This place was still thirty li away from Wan Jian Villa and lay on a major traffic route: to the north it directly connected to the Northern North Desolation, and heading down it led into the Imperial City of the Daqian Dynasty.

So, although it was considered the territory of Wan Jian Villa, there was no shortage of wandering jianghu folk stopping here.

Over time, this instead became a venue for resource trading.

Wan Jian Villa was more than happy to see this, providing convenience for these jianghu travelers and even putting up some simple houses for them to stay in, while incidentally collecting some commission from it.

The purpose of Ye Guichen’s visit this time was also very simple: he wanted to use his pile of Spirit Stones as high as a mountain to exchange for some pills and herbs, replenishing his storage ring.

After all, in life-and-death struggles, these auxiliary items could be lifesavers.

However, after searching for quite a while, Ye Guichen was somewhat disappointed.

The grade of the pills and herbs here was not high. They might be useful for some Qi Refiners or early Foundation Establishment cultivators, but for the current Ye Guichen, they were like drinking boiled water—aside from quenching thirst, they didn’t seem to have much use.

Was he really going to return empty-handed today?

As Ye Guichen was thinking this, he suddenly heard a hawker’s cry from ahead: ”Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, a thousand-year Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, worth a fortune, come and take a look!”

Following the sound, Ye Guichen saw that not far away, at a street stall, a middle-aged man dressed in rags like a beggar was shouting.

In front of him was a snow lotus, crystal clear and about the size of a lotus leaf, on display.

With his shouting, people around immediately gathered over, pointing and gesturing at the snow lotus.